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Tan Qing glanced at the narrow alley in surprise, then at the physique of He Mingyu's car, and couldn't help but admire the driver in the front row.

After a glance, He Mingyu's face darkened.

His clothes were slightly wrinkled in the biting night wind, and he stopped in front of Tan Qing: "Get in the car."

Tan Qing pointed to her small broken house, and said in a strange manner: "Oh, I dare not dare, He Dong is an upper-class diamond brother. If I get in your car and be photographed by paparazzi, then I might have to live in Dashan. Inside."

He Mingyu calmly said: "Keep staying here, do you want to take your child into the police station again?"

Tan Qing: "..."

After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, Tan Qing, who became a master, immediately fell into a group, and said in a low voice and vigilantly: "How did you know?"

He Mingyu became even more angry: "Why don't you know to call Rong Sheng if you don't know to call me? If Rong Sheng is with his Yingying Yanyan, do you think he has time to care about you?"

Tan Qing deeply agrees, nodded and said: "Yes, so it seems that I'm pretty lucky."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu took a deep breath and looked at the sleeping Zhengxiang's chatteringly, then turned sideways and walked away: "It's late, get in the car, don't let me say it a third time."

Tan Qing looked at the window of her house reluctantly: "Oh..."

He pouted and climbed into the car.

Halfway through the climb, he suddenly got his head out and poked He Mingyu in the waist.

He Mingyu bowed his head: "What's the matter?"

Tan Qing smiled and flattened his palm towards He Mingyu: "Well, Mr. He, can you give me a few hundred yuan for the fare? If you throw me and the **** out again later, I can take a taxi back by myself."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was so angry that he didn't even take the back seat, and pulled the car door to get into the co-pilot.

The driver, who had never sat side by side with his boss, was taken aback. He didn't even pull the handbrake smoothly and asked tremblingly, "Mr. He, where shall we go back?"

He Mingyu glanced over Tan Qinghe Tanji in the rearview mirror, and said coldly, "Go back to the house near the company."

The house near the company has a roof jump. Looking out from the 270-degree floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, you can see the feasting night view of the entire city of J.

Just when I was on the elevator, Tanjiji woke up from sleep, and at the first glance I saw He Mingyu standing next to him.

However.

I don’t know if it’s because of my grudges that I was returned by free shipping before, or maybe because I just saw Rongsheng, which is more interesting and keen on buying and buying.

In short.

In just one day, the boy's enthusiasm for He Mingyu has quickly dropped back to freezing point.

He pursed his small mouth, turned his face like pancakes in Tan Qing's arms, buried his head and ignored others.

He Mingyu failed to find a topic that could continue to talk with Tanqing along the way, and was about to start from the conversation, and was ruthlessly photographed on the beach by the indifferent reality.

The door-to-door elevator goes all the way up.

When the elevator door opened, He Mingyu finally plucked up the courage and said to Tanqing, "I'll hug it."

Tan Qing hugged the babe in his arms firmly and spied on the surrounding environment alertly.

Although it is only a temporary residence that is convenient for work, the top area of ​​He Mingyu's high-end residential area in the city center is still very large.

The indoor garden in front of the entrance hall is planted with neatly manicured landscapes, and a dozen round and plump koi are raised in a pool made of marble.

After going around from the gravel path to the hall, it is the formal structure of the house.

Tan Qing looked at He Mingyu suspiciously: "Mr. He, don't you want to stay here with you and let me go back alone?"

He Mingyu turned on the lights in the whole room, turned around and said coldly: "You can't smoke or drink when you live here, and you can't bring other men back overnight."

His gaze paused on Tan Qing for a few seconds, "Neither can women."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing glanced at He Mingyu affectionately and tentatively said, "Neither men nor women, He Mingyu, if you have a need, do you use your left hand or your right hand?"

He Mingyu bit his posterior molars and calmed down and said, "The environment you live in is too bad, and it’s not good for your children to grow up. This is just for you to live for a while. Recently, Rongsheng should help you find some work to do, etc. Move out when you have a job."

Tan Qing curled her lips: "Oh."

He Mingyu thought again and again: "Although Tanji is not my child, as his father, I hope you can take on the responsibilities of your father and don't think about messy things all day long."

Tan Qing sighed disappointedly, sat down on the sofa aggrievedly, and said grievingly: "Okay...I thought that if you don't like the five-finger girl, you might help each other with me."

He Mingyu: "???"

Tan Qing put his chin on, and looked at He Mingyu with pitiful eyes, "Can't you just touch each other when you wake up in the morning?"

Obviously touch it for a day.

It's always cool to touch.

It's great to be a man.

Tan Qing's face is sincere and moving.

He Mingyu: "..."

The topic that was originally good somehow brought color back to it.

With a black face, He Mingyu indifferently refused Tan Qing's sincere request: "I won't live here these days. After dawn tomorrow, I will take you to register Tanjiji's account."

Tan Qing blinked: "Do you want money for the account?"

He Mingyu expressionlessly: "No need."

Tan Qing happily stuffed Tanjiji into He Mingyu's arms: "Great, I promised you just now, and Tanjiji fell asleep with you tonight! Remember to get up at four o'clock in the morning to change his diaper! "

He Mingyu: "..."

Tan Qing bounced around the room, turning around and showing a brilliant smile: "Can I pick the bedroom?"

This smile is really pretty.

Suddenly, He Mingyu found that he had found a kind of innocence and childishness that was similar to the peace talk on the man's overly gorgeous face.

He Mingyu touched the chattering soft face in his arms.

The ignorant boy was awakened, his unsuspecting eyes opened a small slit, and he forgot that He Mingyu didn't want him today, and silly and softly shouted: "Rake...duck." ."

He Mingyu suddenly felt a little bored.

If this child really belongs to him, it will be fine too.

Even if Tan Qing is unreliable, he should be able to take care of the big and the small.

Unfortunately not.

He Mingyu rarely likes children so much, and he feels more unhappy.

He took off the Rongsheng clothes covered by Tanjiji and threw it on the sofa, looked at Tanqing back, "Are there any other people besides me?"

Tan Qing has chosen a big and good bedroom for herself, and poked her head when she heard the words: "Huh?"

He Mingyu said with a cold voice: "Tan Jiji's other father."

Tan Qing was stunned, and immediately wiped tears with great grief: "No, his other father ran away with the little vixen in the mountains. Only our father and son are left. Hey, how can people's lives be so bitter? Ah!"

He Mingyu: "..."

After leaving a heavy mental burden on President He, Tan Qing happily fell asleep in the opposite bedroom.

He Mingyu originally planned to put the child to sleep and leave, but after thinking about it, he was worried that Tanjiji would kick the quilt in the middle of the night, and after thinking about it, he was afraid that Tanqing would not change Tanjiji's diapers.

then.

Get up the next day—

Tan Qing who came out of the master bedroom was energetic and beautiful, like a big fairy who only sucked up the spirit of a man.

And He Mingyu who came out of the children's room hung a pair of black eyes, as if he was the poor man who was inhaled last night.

The double-door refrigerator in the kitchen is filled with fresh food.

Tan Qing poured herself a large glass of milk, and it was rare to find that his conscience also poured a glass of He Mingyu: "Wow, did you get two punches by the kid last night?"

He Mingyu took the warm milk, and his finger accidentally touched another cup that Tan Qing was drinking: "Did you drink cold?"

Tan Qingyan’s red tongue licked her lower lip and smiled: “Yes, I don’t like hot food. Mr. He, your eyes are so dark, like a panda in a zoo.”

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu half leaned on the sofa, rubbed his eyebrows, and took a sip of milk: "Be good, then mess with you."

Although Tan Qing didn't feel that she was making any trouble, she cleverly sat cross-legged beside He Mingyu, took out her mobile phone from her pocket and started to read Weibo seriously.

The floor heating in the room is burning hot.

He Mingyu put the empty milk cup on the table casually, his eyes accidentally falling on the focused Tan Qing.

Tan Qing seemed to be very busy, her white fingers flicked on the display screen, and she didn't even have a look in her eyes.

He Mingyu waited for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

Tan Qing raised her head and thought for a while: "Rong Sheng said that today I will be notified of my work on Weibo, and I will @我. But I checked on Weibo, @我的太太..."

Ten @ Nine of them all scolded him.

Fortunately, Tan Qing has always been a thick-skinned person, and read to He Mingyu as he turned down: "Come and listen together. This person said I'm so ugly, let me get out of the entertainment circle."

He Mingyu's face is not so good.

After looking for it again, Tan Qing slapped his face and praised: "This is interesting! Said that I must have a special method on the bed to hook you up and climb into your bed. I deserve to be scolded out of the circle now."

Tan Qing turned her head and looked at He Mingyu expectantly: "Is my bed really so good? Is it so frustrating? Isn't it very soft?"

He Mingyu's face was completely dark, stood up and picked up the two glasses on the table and went into the kitchen.

The sound of water blew for a while.

He Mingyu wiped off the water in his hand and walked to Tan Qing again: "I will arrange for someone to take care of this matter, so don't worry."

Tan Qing looked blank.

He was about to talk to He Mingyu about the 180 postures on the bed and his level of flexibility.

I don't understand why He Mingyu suddenly turned the seminar into a reflection meeting.

Tan Qing touched her nose: "By the way, how about talking?"

He Mingyu twisted his eyebrows and motioned to Tan Qing's closed bedroom door: "I fed him milk powder before you got up. The children need to sleep a little longer and be fine."

Tan Qing sighed enviously, and muttered quietly: "Hey, I don't know when will I find the rich lady and stepmother for the little boy..."

He Mingyu didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Tan Qing grinned and squinted: "No no, you got it wrong."

He Mingyu allowed him to perfuse the past.

The person sitting on the opposite side lowered their heads to smash the tattered copycat machine. The dazzling display screen with obvious color aberration brushed its presence in front of He Mingyu over and over again.

Probably because I just moved here last night without changing my clothes. After getting up and taking a shower this morning, Tan Qing found a set of unpacked and large T-shirts and shorts from the room and put them on.

He Mingyu recognized at a glance that the clothes that Tan Qing wore as pajamas were luxury brands, the colors matched him very well, but they looked several sizes bigger.

And now.

As Tan Qing’s mobile phone head gets closer and closer to the screen, the neckline of that T-shirt is pulled lower and lower.

Looking at the past from the perspective of He Mingyu—

A drop of wet water fell from the tips of Tan Qing's hair, slid across his side face, and finally fell into the elusive neckline.

He Mingyu even vaguely saw the two fragile small beans on Tan Qing's chest.

Very pale color.

It seems that after the day after tomorrow's picking, he will be able to match his face of the gods who appreciate the food.

He Mingyu rolled in his throat a few times, and his voice was dull: "Tan Qing."

Tan Qing still couldn't read the latest @ on Weibo, so she was still burying herself in it.

He Mingyu took two sips of the teacup on the table, and calmed down his tone: "You are about to return to work...in the future, don't talk about personal bed matters except me, and be careful to avoid suspicion."

Tan Qing nodded obediently: "But you don't go to bed with me, it's better to mention it with Rong Sheng."

He Mingyu: "?????!"

He Mingyu smiled in anger, "Do you like Rongsheng like that?"

"I do not…"

Tan Qing keenly sensed He Mingyu's anger, and immediately shrank her neck, swallowing the rest of the words into her stomach, "Well, I know."

What a pity.

Rong Sheng seems to be experienced and should be able to learn.

Tan Qing peeled off an orange for herself, stretched out her hand and shook He Mingyu, shaking the pot and said, "The **** seems to be awake, do you want to go see it?"

"Maybe hungry."

He Mingyu got up and confiscated the orange that Tan Qing had just peeled before he left. "Don't eat too sour in the morning. It's not good for your health."

Tan Qing: "???"

Tan Qing lowered her head and looked at her bald nails.

Do you know how difficult it is to peel an orange with this kind of nail? !

Tan Qing was very angry, picking picked a big apple that didn't need to be peeled from the fruit basket, and took a big bite in anger.

Just as he was about to take his second bite, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang.

Tan Qing hesitated for a few seconds, held the apple in her mouth, took out a wet wipe and wiped her hands, then raised her neck and looked at the direction of the bedroom.

He Mingyu has not come out yet.

"Come on!"

Tan Qing ran to the door in small steps and opened the door.

A well-dressed middle-aged man stood outside the door.

A good overcoat, leaning on a cane made of yellow rosewood, and wearing a felt hat necessary for the elderly.

Seeing Tan Qing, the man seemed to be a little shocked. He turned his head and glanced at the house number subconsciously before taking off his hat and politely said, "Excuse me..."

A voice came in from the direction of the bedroom: "Uncle Wang, come in."

Looks like an acquaintance like this.

Tan Qing quickly moved away.

Looking in the direction of the voice, He Mingyu was about to come out of the bedroom holding the babe.

Uncle Wang's sight instantly froze on Tanjiji's body.

After a long time.

A gratifying smile appeared on his old face: "Ming Yu, is this your son? Madam will definitely not fall asleep happily!"

He Mingyu's expression froze: "This is not..."

"Hey, don't lie to your uncle Wang!"

Wang Bo didn't even take the crutches, and strode over to He Mingyu's shoulder and patted several times, "I have been working at Mr. He's house for almost 40 years. This child is exactly the same as you were when you were a kid!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater, He Mingyu: Baby, show me the fox ears, okay?

Tan Qingqing: No, get out.

He Mingyu: Baby, show me the tail change, okay?

Tan Qingqing: Not good, billowing.

After being **** all night.

Tan Qingqing: I beg you to play with the tail and ears, don't play with me qaq...

He Mingyu: My dear baby, I don’t like to play with these. You have a younger sister to accompany you to chat and play, so as not to disturb us, okay?

Tan Qingqing:...